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The Hook

 
Skating 'cross bronze teeth - sentinels stand guard over zippered troves
my fingers disband the brigade  
down the fly  
they frisk  
they pry  
 
You are firm before I fetch you  
pulsing beneath the weight of waiting  
a slick tip and Hanes sticky - twitching forward  
murmuring "Mik..."  
 
I trace inseams  
minutes shudder  
stiffness strains  
heat trembles  
a fever forms under my palm  
 
There's a throbbing in your eyes...  
so I kiss  
your jeans again...  
Written by AtoMikbomb
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Author's Note
When the *before* is almost better than the *during* ;)
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